The educated youth was reborn and wanted to disappear, but he was locked into a military marriage.

After passing through several carriages, she finally found a door that was not open. Zhu Xiaomin wrapped her coat tightly, took out the newspaper Zhang had just bought from her bag, laid it out, and sat down next to the door.

There were still people in the aisle next to me, and some people stopped and settled their luggage at the other door and sat down. It seemed that there were no seats.

After a while, there were finally fewer people walking around. I heard the sound of the door closing. A steward came from one side and looked at the people sitting on the ground on both sides before entering. A shout came from the carriage to remind them to put away their luggage.

Finally, the train made a long whistle, the car body shook and slowly started, clicking out of the station.

Zhu Xiaomin leaned against the car door, looking sideways at the scenery passing by faster and faster outside the other window, and the feeling of emptiness came over her again.

Before today, this was the place where she grew up, with her family, her cares and memories, but after today, everything has changed. She doesn't want to stay here anymore, nor does she want to come back.

Then... where should she go?

Thoughts stop at this place, without weighing or thinking, and often repeat, just like this: Where should she go?

But he was at a loss and did not seek the answer.

I don’t know how long it took, but there were people moving around in the carriage again. Some people went to the toilet at the junction, and some people went from the previous carriage to the next one to find a place.

A man stopped next to her and followed her. He leaned his luggage in a snakeskin bag against the car door and sat down opposite her.

The snakeskin bag pressed against her feet. Zhu Xiaomin shrank and took it out from under the snakeskin bag, but did not take her eyes away. She just closed her eyes and leaned against the door of the carriage to fall asleep, refusing to communicate with strangers.

She had slept for too long during the day, but she was not sleepy. She clearly felt the train stop, heard the doors open, heard people getting on and off the train, and felt the train start again. Even with her closed eyelids, she could feel the platform. Passing lights.

After a few small stations, the train entered the mountains. The distance between stations became longer and the train speed became higher.

Zhu Xiaomin just leaned on it and could clearly feel the cold wind coming under the car door, soaking through the cotton coat on her body. However, she still stubbornly maintained her original movements, not wanting to move, and even her rigid brain was unwilling to think. , as if the whole person has entered a void, ignorant and ignorant.

Vaguely, she felt the bag in her arms being tugged, and for a moment, all her senses were brought back.

Zhu Xiaomin's hand holding the bag tightened, but still did not move.

Seeing that she didn't respond, the owner of that hand seemed to be bolder and pulled harder.

Zhu Xiaomin opened her eyes and saw the man sitting opposite leaning towards him. She immediately pushed him over and asked coldly: "What are you doing?"

When the man saw her "waking up", he was stunned for a moment, but he was not afraid. He laughed a few times and sat back down, looked at her and asked, "What's in your bag?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Zhu Xiaomin replied coldly.

The man smiled: "The little girl is quite powerful."

Zhu Xiaomin ignored him, stuffed her bag into her coat, and leaned back.

The man looked her up and down with his eyes. Seeing that she was only carrying a small satchel and no other luggage, he asked again: "Where are you going, little girl?"

Zhu Xiaomin ignored it.

The man was not annoyed and asked again: "Are you alone? This road is not peaceful."

When you see it, you will know why it is not peaceful.

Zhu Xiaomin had a cold face and still ignored him.

The man stopped talking and sat leaning against the snakeskin bag. He looked at the car window, then at the people over there, and then looked back at her.

Zhu Xiaomin returned to her original posture, holding her bag and sitting against the door. She half-squinted her eyes, but her mind no longer dared to be empty, and she kept a vigilant eye on the person opposite.

As the car body shook, time passed by minute by minute, and the night got darker. The flight attendant came over to check the ticket, and then half of the lights went out.

The carriage became quiet again.

The man poked his head, looked at both sides of the aisle, turned around, stretched out his foot to kick the outside of Zhu Xiaomin's thigh, and said teasingly: "Hey, little girl, you call me brother, and I will accompany you. When we get off the car, I will treat you to dinner."

Zhu Xiaomin hid for a moment, raised her head and glared at him: "If you dare to touch me again, do you believe that my aunt will kick your balls to pieces?"

The words were not loud, but not quiet either. They immediately alarmed the people sitting at the door on the other side, but they only looked back and no one paid attention.

The man was stunned for a moment and then smiled: "It's quite fierce. My brother likes it."

Zhu Xiaomin frowned and wanted to get up and walk away, but he also knew that almost all the open spaces were full of people at this time, and it was not easy to find such a place to sit.

Seeing that she ignored her, the man stretched out his foot, rubbed her thigh through the coat, and stretched it further inside.

Zhu Xiaomin was furious, suddenly jumped up, and without saying a word, kicked the man in the crotch.

She was wearing the leather cotton shoes that Lu Mingzheng bought when she got married. They had rubber soles and one-centimeter teeth on the heels. They were far harder than the home-made mille-feuille soles. She kicked out with all her strength, even though there was a gap between them. Even though he was wearing a thick cotton coat, the man still screamed out in pain, held his crotch with both hands, shrank up, and rolled back and forth.

At this time, the people at the door on the other side were startled and looked over again, but they just stared in surprise.

Zhu Xiaomin pointed at the man on the ground and cursed: "You stinking gangster, I warned you, don't you dare to move again."

After all, through the thick cotton-padded clothes, the kick did not hurt the man. After a while, the man recovered. The man gritted his teeth and got up. He reached out to pull her hair and cursed: "You stinky bitch, you dare to hit me. !”

Zhu Xiaomin was already on guard, and before he could get close, she kicked him out and shouted at the same time: "You are playing hooligan, someone is playing hooligan, someone is coming soon..."

There were people in front and back of the train. When she shouted, people from both sides of the aisle immediately looked over. A few young men came over and asked, "What's going on? What's going on?"

Zhu Xiaomin pointed at the man and said, "This man teased me and rubbed my thigh with his feet."

These days, even if they do encounter gangsters, many girls will generally tolerate it because of shame and fear of embarrassment. Even if there are some who cannot tolerate it, no one describes it in such detail.

The man was startled and waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, we are a couple, and she and I are having a temper."

"The couple had a tantrum. They were making such a loud noise that everyone else fell asleep." A young man frowned.

Zhu Xiaomin spat: "Who is with him? You ask him if he knows who I am, what is my name? Where are I going?"

"You... you..." The man jumped up and pointed at her, "You are my wife, you... your name is Li Dafang, from Lijia Village, your natal family. You only married me last year. I gave you a bride price of eighty yuan. This The second time was when I and I went to Yangkou Town to visit relatives."